After the fake young master left home, he discovered that it wasn't raining at all outside.

(This story is female-oriented and should be considered a female-oriented story, but it doesn't have a suitable label. Most of the characters are male, so after signing the contract, the system classified it as a male-oriented story.)

Therefore, it might be more appealing to girls who enjoy reading male-oriented novels. I sincerely apologize for the inaccurate labeling. (Curious boys might want to check it out.)

If you can't stand awkwardness, dislike stories that start with a sullen tone and then build up to a climax, or can't bear to see the male lead get hurt, you can stop here.

For those who love protagonists, everyone revolves around the male lead; it's mindless and enjoyable. If you can read it without thinking too much, thank you!

From chapters 39 to 46, the male lead will suffer a little injustice, which is necessary for the plot. It will only happen in these few chapters. If you like characters who are pampered but cannot accept the male lead suffering any injustice, I'm sorry, this may be the end of the story.

Some plot points in the story were modified based on reader comments, but this particular section represents a turning point in the male protagonist's character. I tried to revise it, but each time I felt unsatisfied and exhausted.

The enjoyable moments in this article are based on the author's personal feelings and may not please everyone. I sincerely apologize to those who find it unappealing.

The richest man in Beijing – Wen's Residence

A heated argument was heard coming from a luxurious detached villa.

"Wen Rang, who are you giving that look to? Ever since Xiao Chen came, you've become more and more disrespectful."

Wen Huai, the eldest son of the Wen family, frowned and spoke to Wen Rang with anger in his eyes.

"You should know your place. If it weren't for you, would Xiao Chen have suffered for seventeen years? It was Xiao Chen's kind heart that persuaded us to keep you; otherwise, you'd be in that slum with your biological parents, exposed to the cold wind!"

Wen Huai, dressed in a black suit, sat on the sofa, his eyes filled with disdain and disgust for Wen Rang.

"Brother, please don't be harsh with Wenrang. He just accidentally spilled hot water on my hand. It doesn't hurt anymore."

Wen Chen forced back her tears, but a bright smile graced her face.

"Little Chen, Mommy will never let you suffer again. You don't need to be afraid of Wen Rang."

Lan Li touched Wen Chen's hair, her eyes full of concern.

Wen Rang stood in the living room, watching the drama that Wen Chen had instigated, utterly speechless. Why wasn't he like this when he was with me? Did his saintly heart overflow after encountering a scheming, naive woman?

"How dare you bully Xiao Chen like this and still have the nerve to stay at our house?" Perhaps feeling sorry for him, Lan Li angrily questioned.

"Me, staying at your house?" Wen Rang raised an eyebrow, looking at his father with an absurd smile. "Chairman Wen, aren't you going to say anything?"

"Ahem—" Wen Lin straightened up, "Wen Rang, apologize to Xiao Chen, and let's just let this go. Don't let such a small matter cause chaos in the family."

Wen Rang was so angry he laughed. He finally understood that this was the true face of the richest family in the capital. Putting aside the fact that seventeen years of living together was nothing compared to mere blood ties in their eyes, Wen Lin's ruthless use of Wen Lin and then discarding him made Wen Rang look at him with new respect.

He should have realized long ago that the Wen family prioritized profit. Before this, Wen Rang had never received any parental love, only blame and dissatisfaction from Wen Lin and Lan Li for the smallest things he hadn't done well. He had suffered countless scoldings and punishments, often being forced to kneel, and he was already used to it.

But after all, they had raised him for more than ten years. Thinking of this kindness, Wen Rang thought he would help Wen Lin a little more before leaving. He didn't expect that this white lotus in his family would cause so much trouble, making Wen Rang give up on her in advance.

"Apologize? Sure."

Wen Rang smiled disdainfully, then picked up a glass of water full of water from the table and splashed it at Wen Chen.

"Sorry, my hand slipped."

The contemptuous smile on Wen Rang's face ignited a raging fire of anger in Wen Chen's heart.

"Wen Rang! You...!"

Clearly, it wasn't just Wen Chen who was angered; if it weren't for the table in front of them, Wen Huai and Lan Li would have slapped Wen Rang across the face several times.

The two quickly grabbed tissues to wipe Wen Chen's face, while Wen Huai took out a card from his pocket and threw it in front of Wen Rang.

"Take this million and get out of our house immediately. From this day forward, you are no longer the second young master of the Wen family!"

One million? That's quite a sum.

Wen Rang glanced at Wen Huai, the second young master of the richest family, who cares?

So Wen took the luggage that had been prepared in advance from the room and left without looking back.

"etc."

As soon as Wen Rang stepped out of the living room, Wen Lin spoke up.

"Once you leave the Wen family, you'll have nothing left. You'll be a laughingstock at school and in high society as a whole. Are you sure you want to leave?"

But Wen Rang didn't even pause for a moment. Was he trying to threaten me so that I would stay in the Wen family and continue to work for him? Don't even think about it.

Sure enough, after sitting in the chairman's position for so long, he's forgotten who led him to this point.

Wen Rang ignored them and left the Wen residence alone, pulling his suitcase.

"Wen Rang, Wen Rang, didn't you pride yourself on being high and mighty? Didn't you consider yourself a chosen one of heaven? Now let's see what you're still pretending for."

After Wen Rang left, Wen Chen wore a sinister smile on his face.